We could swing around and check. See if they're heading toward the city or away. [He gets onto Steve for finding trouble when he doesn't have to, but honestly, Bucky is just as bad. He's eager for the excuse to fight and exert himself, to work out all the negative shit in his head on the field. He feels like he fits in with the Guard better than he has with any other group in a while, maybe since the Army. He gets rolled into the dirt by a lizard leaping onto his back, and he rolls to pin it, driving his elbow hard into where its sternum would be.

While he's down there, he pulls another one to the ground with a hard thud, yanking on its ankle, and as he rolls to his feet again, he uses the creature in his grasp to knock into another one.]

They're startin' to run scared. I guess even lizard-brain knows when it's outmatched.